Carrie Fisher - Shampoo

You hungry?

Yeah. Go home.

This is the one thing I like about this house.

Want some lox? No, thanks.

You're my mother's hairdresser.

I do her hair, yeah.

Chopped liver?

No, thanks.

Are you gay?

Want a baked apple? They're cold, but they're good.

No, thanks.

Did you hear me? Yeah.

Well, are you?

Are you queer?

Sure.

Come on, are you or aren't you?

This is great, huh?

Come on, tell me. Don't be afraid.

Why do you want to know so bad?

To see if you can make it with my mother.

Why would my being a faggot

have anything to do with that?

Nothing, I guess.

Have you ever made it with a guy?

No. You ever make it with a girl?

Well, are you?

Am I what? What do you mean?

Making it with my mother.

I like to do your hair sometimes.

Do you have a thing about older women?

That's sort of faggoty, isn't it?

I never get my hair done.

I don't think I've ever been to a beauty salon in my whole life.

You think that's funny, don't you?

Yeah.

Beverly Hills hairdressing.

You might as well be a faggot.

You think that's funny, too?

No.

Then what do you think?

You know, I think you've got exactly the same eyes as your mother.

And your chin's a little bit too big.

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